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Sitting // mobloging - Lograh

Saturday, 25.Oct.2008

13:08 - Sitting // mobloging

Flowers falling as squirells dine on strawberries overhead.Honeybees checking every discarded blossom for any traces of nectar.I can smell the target of their pursuit, the scent sweetly fillingevery breath.The partially shaded sun warming my back and a gentle breeze cools myhead.I sit, surrounded by priceless treasures in the heart of the city.